Sure, I feel better, I have better endurance on my bicycle, I am less aggressive on my car’s seat, and on clothes... but I feel like I lost a lot of myself.

Because I did, 25kg over what was basically a three month period from late April to early August, and five points off my BMI score. I’m finally eligible to join the army on that regard.

Maybe it’s strange, but I feel like an exocet of myself... and it comes up in the strangest way. Like how I need to take the two suits I own to a tailor because they don’t fit me anymore. Both suits were bought for me by my parents, seven and four years ago respectively. I was bigger when I was 14 than now.